Don't be confused of the naming of this chapter, someone out there gets the joke. But yea, it was cause I didn't know what to name it lol.
Tuesday:
I woke up awful. Idk why I did, I just did. Maybe I'm not getting enough sleep? But how? I've been getting too much sleep, if anything. Whatever, anyways I woke up. It was raining all night, but I didn't really care, except for the fact that I heard something. It sounded like... water? Flowing? In my room? That's a bit odd. I found out where it was coming from, a boarded-up vent under my desk in the corner of my room. Strange...? I didn't really think about it, though, and I went on with my day.
Lunch:
It was still raining. I went over to where we usually went, however there was no form of roofing where we sat, so sitting was out of the question. RB and Hailey came over, realized the same thing I did, and so we walked around the playground, thinking of where to go.
I haven't done that before, it was a good overall experience, 8.6/10.
Anyways, as we were walking, I realized the library had opened around that time.
"LIBRARY!" I thought out loud.
We rushed over to the library.
As I looked through them, I realized a lack of romance novels.
Great.
Well, let's see what RB is checking out, I thought. It was then something caught my eye.
Two things, to be eggzack.
A Zelda OoT manga and a "romance" novel called Drama. I went over to check them out, but then was stopped by a permission slip. Okay, I can just get them tomorrow. No biggie.
5th:
Idk why I wanted to mention this, but anyways, me and Zach were laughing like f*cking hyenas because of how many lewd-sounding statements Mr. McCoy was making during his lesson.
He was talking about bridges, by the way.
Afternoon:
I talked with RB most of the time, what do you expect?
But in all seriousness, Idk why, I felt...
...nervous.
Nervous because of what?
I don't know.
Yea, I know by now there's literally nothing to be nervous of. Everything I can think of, too, was already out there and she knows that.
Then why was I nervous?
All we were doing was reading and doing some of the funny, so why was I so quiet?
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...Nevermind.
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Has there been a lot on my mind?
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...Maybe.
But still.
It's interesting, when it comes to her, actually.
Not at all in a negative way, don't get me wrong.
In fact, it's maybe too much in a way.
Positive, I mean.
Maybe too much positive.
But still, I don't know what she's thinking.
Assuming has gotten me in deep water.
And I don't want that anymore.
So why vent in a book?
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Because I know it will be seen.
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Damn, that felt like some good venting. Not like the imposter or anything, but I feel good getting that off my chest.
Why would I want to get this off my che-
No.
I think that's enough venting for now.
My point is that I hope you undertand, too, my dear readers.
With my feelings, my venting, my opinions, all of it.
Actually, I can tell you understand my feelings.
I know someone out there does.
YOU ARE READING
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Randomwhy do they always die in the end? well, its simple. they dont. they keep going. no matter what.
